We both knew, we can't make it work.

Slowly we begin to move away.

Yeah, we made it, dude!

Now the ditch between us so damn deep.

I may look extremely fine,

but i'm dying inside.

I really am.

Just keep acting like you dont care. Ignore me. Go ahead.

Help me to hate you.

You really wear me out.

It hurts.

Trust me.

But it may be the only way.